Sunday, October 5, 2008

The Scene: WH and I were eating Baked Tostitos with Salsa and Sour Cream as as snack. We eat this snack quite often, or some close derivative of it.

Chorus: I only want to buy this kind of salsa from now on. I like the corn in it.

WH: You know... I don't think that I really like salsa...

Chorus: Really?! Because... I don't think that I really like salsa either!

WH: (Gasp!) We learned something more about each other. We have something in common!!!

Chorus: WE BOTH DON'T LIKE SALSA!!

So it's been that kind of revelatory evening. Seriously, neither of us like salsa, and never thought to mention that to the other, in the whole four years we've been together. That's four years of salsa eatin' that we could have avoided...

Note: We have a friend who makes homemade salsa that we exempt from our new-found dislike of salsa. It's yummy.

4 comments:

I think that is one of the great things about good relationships .. you constantly learn about each other .. even over the long term ... it happens here too .. although many times with things like food I think its our tastes changing for things over time

also, I have been off of salsa lately too ... and really, anything that is tomato based .. like tomato sauce, bbq sauce .. maybe its the acidity?!?!?

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Married 30-something living in Sherwood Park with the husband of my dreams, our beautiful daughter and two ridiculous cats. University administrator, PK, cross-stitcher, choral singer, baseball fanatic... Life is varied and wonderful.

Middle Brother: Also my elder, but by not quite as much as EB. He works for our provincial government, doing neat things with disaster preparedness planning. He beat up the boys who were mean to me in elementary school.

Paternal Unit: My dad, who is a professional storyteller in another province far away.